Zheng Yanqing's withdrawal procedures went smoothly.

The old house chief had already been instructed by the family, and no matter what choice Yan Qing made, he would follow his requirements.

Although he felt that it was a pity, the old dormitory chief also knew that it would be difficult for Yan Qing to continue to stay in the school hall and make any great achievements.

Ethnology, which is equivalent to the preschool of later generations, is mainly based on enlightenment.

According to the law, students can enter official schools at the age of fourteen, and before the age of fourteen, they are mainly educated. There are two directions to this. If the family is wealthy, or the talent is indeed intelligent, the goal will be to enter the government school, focusing on the basic aspects of economics and history; Those from poor families, or those who are really untalented, focus on learning skills.

Life skills such as reading, writing, and bookkeeping can survive after entering society.

Yan Qing has obviously exceeded the stage of Mongolian education, not to mention whether there is a gentleman who is willing to suffer this crime, but it is just that he stays in the school building, and the pressure on other students is too great. If the gap is small, it will become a driving force, but if the gap is large, it is easy for other children to have low self-esteem. And the gentlemen who teach are not all as knowledgeable as Lee Kee. If something goes wrong in class and is caught by Yanqing, the reputation will immediately stink.

Therefore, the old housekeeper is a pity, but also has a sense of relief.

Such a demonic student staying in the school house can certainly be useful in starting the Dou family's school house, but it causes more trouble.

Yan Qing returned to the bamboo garden in a bit of a daze, and asked Dou Fengjie's family to move all the books and other items into the bamboo building.

"Yanqing, I don't want to be in the school house anymore!"

When Dou Fengjie left, he suddenly grabbed Zheng Yanqing.

"Why?"

"If you're in the schoolhouse, I still have a partner, and if you leave, everyone else will treat me the same way they did before.

Instead of being in the schoolhouse, it's better to be with you.

I'll go back and discuss it with my uncle, and I'll study with you in the future, okay? Anyway, even the gentlemen in the school house praise your learning, and if you study with you, your uncle will definitely agree...... Yanqing, do you say it's good? ”

In fact, Zheng Yanqing felt that Dou Fengjie should study in the school.

After all, most of them were his peers, and it was easy to communicate. As far as Qing is concerned, most of them are older, and even Zheng Yanqing himself is also an adult's surname. Although there are children's actions, most of the time they are forced to do so.

Dou Fengjie is in the bamboo garden, but I am afraid that the effect will not be good.

But Yan Qing was not in the mood to persuade at this time, since Dou Fengjie said so, he could do whatever he liked.

Maybe after spending some time in the bamboo garden, he will feel bored. When the time comes, I will naturally ask to return to the Dou family school......

"If your uncle doesn't object, then let it be."

When Dou Fengjie heard this, he immediately became happy, jumped into the carriage, and went back to discuss with his family.

Yu Qing sat in the bamboo building, listening to the rustling wind outside the building, as if he had lost his soul, and he didn't move for a long time.

"Little demon, what's wrong?"

Du Ruhui walked in, looked at the items stacked in the room, and Yan Qing, who was stunned like a stone statue, couldn't help but step forward to ask.

"My teacher is gone."

"Teacher?"

Du Ruyan paused for a moment, and immediately reacted, "Is that the gentleman in the schoolhouse?" ”

"Yes!"

Yan Qing nodded.

In fact, Du Ruhui also felt that Li Ji, a Mr. Mengxue, was a teacher of a prodigy like Yanqing, and he was a little high.

In these years, I also talked about fame, but also about my background.

A gentleman with no name and no background is actually the teacher of Zheng Yanqing, a prodigy in the world, and it is not good for Yanqing to spread it. In Du Ruhui's view, it is the right choice for Yanqing to invite a celebrity or a powerful person to be a teacher.

even said that as long as Yan Qing said to the outside world that he wanted to ask for apprenticeship, a group of celebrities would come over.

But Du Ruhui can also see that Yan Qing seems to have great respect for that Mr. Li Ji. He can't say too much about this kind of thing, but it doesn't mean that he can approve of Li Ji in his heart. Now, Li Ji is gone, which is not a bad thing for Yanqing. If Yan Qing takes this opportunity to worship under the door of a certain powerful and famous person, he will definitely soar in the future.

But Du Ruhui can only think like this.

Seeing that Yanqing was sad, he sat down next to the pile of books, picked up one casually, and turned two pages.

"Hey, it's actually a new language spoken by the world?"

Du Ruhui couldn't help but exclaim. Perhaps in later generations, Shishuo Xinyu was not a valuable book, but for the Sui and Tang dynasties, when printing technology was not developed, every book was very precious. Shishuo Xinyu is the Southern Dynasty Liu Song clan, Linchuan King Liu Yiqing organized the compilation of people, recording the Han and Wei Dynasty since the anecdotes of the nobles and nobles.

The circulation of this book is not large, and most of the books that circulate on the market are rubbings.

But the book in Du Ruhui's hand is the only book after Liu Jun made a note in the Liang Dynasty. Liu Jun lived between Liang Qi and after 500 AD. It was in the most chaotic era, with frequent dynastic changes and constant wars. Therefore, after Liu Jun made a note, a total of 500 copies were engraved and printed, many of which had been destroyed in the war.

Even Du Ruhui's grandfather, Du Guo, only had a rubbish in his hand.

In the hands of this Li Ji, there is a lone book?

picked up another book, but it was "Wenxin Carving Dragon" made by Liu Xian, a famous scholar of about the same era as Liu Jun, although it was rubbing, it was rubbed very early, and it was also a very precious masterpiece. Even Du Ruhui only heard his name, but did not see his book. Only these two books surprised Du Ruhui, and his sense of Li Ji also changed.

This person is not simple......

"Little demon, what are your plans for the future?"

"I want to be quiet and then study in this bamboo garden."

Du Ruhui smiled and said: "That's fine, those gentlemen in the Dou family's schoolhouse, I'm afraid they won't be able to teach you." I studied at home all the time, and I also felt bored. It's also a wonderful thing to have you as your company...... Threesome, there must be my teacher? You and I can communicate with each other. ”

In Du Ruhui's heart, he has long regarded Yanqing as an equal-level figure.

Although he is young, his fame far exceeds that of Du Ruhui. Du Ruhui couldn't understand Yanqing's demons anymore.

From the beginning of the goose body, to the previous 'no bamboo is vulgar', he has almost witnessed Yanqing's road to fame, and naturally he will not despise Yanqing. Even, after experiencing a series of blows, Du Ruhui even had a heart that was unwilling to compete with Yanqing. This can be seen from the fact that he abandoned his previous obsession with books and tablets and began to attack history.

Yan Qing nodded, "Brother Du, my thoughts are confused at the moment, I want to be alone and quiet, can we talk about it later?" ”

"Yes, that's fine.

Although your teacher is gone, he has left behind so many precious books, which is undoubtedly a great expectation for you. Little demon, it's good to mess around, don't mess up for too long. Otherwise, in the future, if your teacher knows about your situation, how can he be happy? ”

"Thank you, Brother Du!"

Zheng Yanqing waved his hand, Du Ruhui picked up a book of new words in the world, and walked away. ――――――――――――――――――――――――――

Four times, and four more explosions...... Alas, brothers, tie up, let's blow back.

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